I could also focus it somewhat, zero in on a particular woman.Mrs. Robinson wanted to turn me into a lab rat, run tests, the whole nine yards. Studyin... me could lead to the kind of scientific breakthrough that would define her career. If I got horny, I could turn her into a sex starved nympho. But any other moment she was clear-headed and a driven scientist whose academic ambition really outweighed her attachment to me.Still, I put up with it. To me, Mrs. Robinson was still the most gorgeous. Let’s get you cleaned up and then you can tell me what is bothering you.”She stepped into the shower and I pulled her over under the water to begin washing her. “What’s wrong my pet, I thought I made it clear last night that I wasn’t upset with you. Why do you still seem upset?”“I need you to punish me Master,” she replied quietly.“And why should I do that,” I asked her. “I already told you I wasn’t upset with you, and I have known all along how you feel about Amanda. I’m not upset with you for. " she moaned, putting a hand on the dresser as her knees got wobbly. I pushed her back against the dresser so she could lean against it as I increased my teasing. I spread her legs as she leaned against the dresser - it was just high enough she could rest her ass on the rounded edge of the dresser top, bracing herself with her arms. I scooted forward between her legs, holding the backs of her thighs as I put my face up close to her wet panties. I inhaled her sex smell deeply."Ohh, God..." she. "Cathy nodded. "That's what my mother said." The rain had ceased, and the sun was trying to come out. "At least it isn't snowing." Most of the people here don't believe in snow."Cathy smiled. "Snow isn't bad, blizzards are. Last year we were confined to our house for a week. Then they opened the tunnels, and we could get out." Tunnels? Underground?"Cathy shook her head. "They dig tunnels beneath the snow. We're just a couple of miles from the ice sheet so we get a lot of snow. In Center they.